Melancholy of a Helpless Moron

why do we love when in the end we get our hearts broken…

why do we love when in the end we lose everything…

why do we love when in the end we shed a thousand tears…

why do we love when in the end we’re left with nothing…

why do we love when in the end we’re forced to give up…

why do we love when in the end we’re stuck in oblivion…

why do we still love while knowing all this consequences?

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